Thursday, September 13, 2012

Hey baby I love you


We call them cat calls in America and feel uncomfortable and degraded by them in Botswana the same calls can be considered true proposals of love. I thought this was an over exaggeration but nope. Men in Botswana will greet you will an Ke a go rata (I love you) marry me baby.  This proclamation maybe shocking but we have to consider the Setswana Language where is only one word for love and like, which is rata. So as my language teacher has explained after 5 mintues in Botswana “I love you” “I like you” ga go na mathata (no worries) and sure I can laugh off an I love you from a group of drunks or old men as I’m walking to school but it’s when the love you’s come with touchy hands and demands of a phone number that a smile and keep walking just doesn’t cut it.  When I arrived in Botswana I was worried about being the only girl in my group and when I met my fellow classmates I won’t lie knew I was on my own. They didn’t seem like the type who would step up for me and that’s not what many of you reading want to hear but this is Zina I can handle myself. But honestly I arrived in Bots drained my summer with UB took my sassy and pep and I was in a very shy place.
So when the guys approached a Motswana I usually hung off t the side trying not to attract attention, but this is not the best position to be in either. I’m still working on figuring out how to fit into the gender roles of Botswana and not have to worry too much. The boys in the group have stayed up a lot and I thank them I feel bad for doubting them but I’m not going to rest on expectations. I have heard its just the older men that are this way, and I agree young men seem less aggressive but like in most hyper masculine societies a no is not taken as easily as one you hope. However, My cab driver blew off a man today who has yelling about wanting a kiss and told me not to worry and drove away quickly. It all makes you think especially coming from the Bowdoin bubble. 

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